Born To Booze

A little hating in the morning time
a little hating come around noon
Ain’t no remorse,
All that you think
Ain’t no regret,
All that you do Jesus,
Hell Yeah, What do we do?
Jesus,
Can you hear us screaming up above?
Lord?
I guess we were just born to lose
A little hating on my TV screen
A little hating in the news that I read
Lay to rest a soul so kind
Rewarding the wrong
Feeding The Twisted Mind
You Lookin' At Me Forever hurt
Forever bleed
It ain’t black
It ain’t white
It ain’t wrong
Lord knows it ain’t right
Jesus,
Hell Yeah, What do we do?
Jesus,
Can you hear us screaming up above?
Lord?
I guess we were just…